Rumble—!
A deafening explosion instantly resounded throughout the entirety of Floor 33.
In the next mont, Caelan’s figure shot into the air. Halfway up, he even perford a sorsault, briefly imitating the dramatic birth of the Monkey King.
The blazing miniature sun burned for a full five minutes.
Only after five whole minutes did the dazzling radiance gradually fade away, replaced by a vast expanse of silvery-white gravel.
That was right.
Those enormous boulders had already been vaporized by the terrifyingly high temperature. Once the heat dissipated, all that remained before Caelan’s eyes was this fine gravel.
The sight instantly left all of the spectating Awakeners dumbfounded.
At that mont, even the Wood Elf Awakeners, who had always been hostile toward humanity, could not help revealing expressions of utter disbelief.
"Great Father God above! That human... his strength is incredible!"
"As expected of humanity’s most outstanding genius. Even we Wood Elves can only admit defeat before soone like him!"
However, the words of the Wood Elf Awakeners imdiately drew disdainful snorts from the Demihumans standing nearby.
These fellows, who now proudly referred to themselves as the Bloom Elves, were instantly enraged after witnessing the overwhelming power Caelan had displayed. Embarrassnt and fury surfaced on their faces one after another.
"Bah! What human genius? Compared to our great Bloom Elf race, he is nothing more than an ant!"
"You ignorant Wood Elves should crawl back to your Xiba Island and play in the mud!"
Faced with the mockery of the Demihumans, the Wood Elves imdiately retorted without holding anything back.
"Damn Demihumans! It is true that your people defeated humanity once, but that is all in the past. Now, you are nothing but loyal hounds raised by the Elven race. Do you really think changing your na to the Bloom Elf race can turn pets into masters? How laughable!"
The Demihuman Awakeners were imdiately sent into a rage by the Wood Elves’ mockery.
"You bastards from the Wood Elf race! It will not be long before you experience just how terrifying the great Demihuman race truly is!"
"Contact Warrior Vincent imdiately! Have him teach those arrogant Wood Elves a lesson they will never forget!"
...
Inside the [Battlefield of Geniuses], the Awakeners of the other races were all continuing forward, searching for a thod to clear their respective floors.
Among them, Vincent of the Demihuman race was regarded as the hope of his entire people.
However, deep in his heart, he did not believe himself to be a mber of the lowly Demihuman race at all.
After all, the grandfather of his grandfather’s cousin had once been a noble half-elf.
Therefore, Vincent firmly believed that he possessed the exalted bloodline of the Elven race. How could ordinary Demihumans possibly compare to him?
Just as he was painstakingly searching for the location of the floor boss, Vincent suddenly received a ssage from one of his companions.
The instant he saw the contents of the ssage, a cruel expression appeared on his face.
Teach the Wood Elves a lesson?
That suited his intentions perfectly.
After all, his inability to locate the floor boss had already left him sowhat irritated. He desperately needed sothing else to do in order to improve his mood.
Thus, he imdiately turned around and dashed back in the direction he had co from.
Unless he rembered incorrectly, he seed to have encountered several Wood Elf Awakeners along the way earlier.
At the sa ti—
Battlefield of Geniuses, Floor 33.
Caelan swept his gaze across his surroundings before unconsciously furrowing his brow.
According to the feedback from his [Eye of Insight], the [Infinite Lightblade] he had unleashed earlier had already completely annihilated every living being inside Stone City.
However, for so unknown reason, no portal leading to the next floor had appeared.
Could it be that this Stone City was not actually where the floor boss was located?
Caelan frowned slightly, a contemplative look flashing through his eyes.
Yet at that very mont, in a corner he had failed to notice, the silvery-white gravel suddenly began to tremble faintly, as though life had sohow been breathed into it!
There seed to be so form of attraction between the individual grains of gravel.
Slowly, they began drawing closer to one another, until they gradually ford a perfectly spherical ball of gravel.
The ball of gravel continued growing larger and larger, just like a snowball rolling through fresh snow. In only a brief mont, it had already grown to over ten ters tall!
Naturally, the strange transformation of the gravel soon drew Caelan’s attention.
However, the very mont Caelan noticed the massive sphere of sand, it suddenly accelerated and charged directly toward him!
In truth, the sand sphere was not particularly fast.
Caelan did not even need to use [Flashstep]. With his natural speed alone, he could easily avoid it.
Yet what he had not expected was that, as the sand sphere continued approaching, the rate at which its size expanded would far exceed his imagination!
By the ti Caelan realized sothing was wrong and prepared to activate [Flashstep], he suddenly discovered that his feet had, at so point, already sunk deep into countless grains of silver-white sand.
"Lowly challenger, accept the baptism of the white sands!"
"Gil, Emperor of the Desert, shall personally bury you beneath them!"
In the next mont, a golden figure burst forth from within the endless sea of white gravel.
It was dressed in brilliant golden battle armor, while silvery-white sand constantly swirled around every part of its body.
Gold and silver blended perfectly upon Gil’s figure, granting him an extraordinarily noble and imposing appearance.
In his hand was an enormous staff. Yet instead of an ordinary gemstone embedded at its tip, there was a blessed golden ring radiating sacred light.
Following Gil’s voice, which rang out like a divine judgnt, the surrounding silver-white gravel seed to be given life. Wave after wave of it began flowing endlessly toward Caelan from every direction.
Even farther away, the massive stone blocks appeared to answer Gil’s summons, beginning to stir restlessly.
In the blink of an eye, Caelan once again found himself completely surrounded.
Countless grains of sand attempted to bury him alive, while even more gravel continued pouring in without end.
However, faced with the overwhelming sea of gravel descending upon him, Caelan still maintained an utterly calm expression.
With a casual wave of his hand, the [Molten Domain] instantly erupted with him as its center!
When faced with [Infinite Lightblade], those silvery-white grains of sand had been fortunate enough to survive.
However, when confronted by the horrifying temperature of the [Molten Domain], they were clearly no longer enough.
Caelan calmly looked toward Gil, Emperor of the Desert, while the corners of his lips rose slightly into a mocking smile.
At this point, he had completely seen through Gil’s little trick.
On the surface, the area around him appeared to be filled with enormous boulders.
However, those stones were nothing more than an illusion.
In reality, every last one of them had been ford from countless grains of sand.
An interesting disguise.
Unfortunately, that was as far as it would go!
Caelan narrowed his eyes before speaking in a teasing tone.
"Gil, was it? Since you enjoy disguising yourself as stone so much, I’ll turn every last grain of your sand into real stone!"
In the next mont, the longsword in Caelan’s hand slashed out violently!
[Final Burst]!!
A surging wave of sword radiance instantly swept across the entirety of Floor 33 of the [Battlefield of Geniuses].
Alongside the all-encompassing sword light, scorching molten lava spread into every single corner of the thirty-third floor.
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